losing a friend?
Weddings have always been fun, enjoyable experiences.. that's largely because none of my close friends have ever married....until now.
Last weekend, my friend Jim (from Miami) married his, well, wife Jessie. I was a groomsman (for the first time!) in the ceremony, and so I got to hang out with Jim for a day or so before the wedding. Jim and I spent a lot of time together in my two years at Miami; he introduced me to Settlers of Catan, Dance Dance Revolution, good Polish food, movies such as Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are Dead, and the ability to hang out for hours talking about baseball and eating ice cream.
But now he's married. Don't get me wrong...I'm very glad for him; his wife is a tremendous woman of the faith and suits him very well. But I can't help but feel a little...nostalgic, having come to a point where a friendship has changed, with no hope of returning to what it once was. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but you still long for what was, when you don't have anything to replace it just yet....
In other news, I got stung by a wasp today while scraping paint off of a house, which I did for ten hours today. First time I've been stung in several years...I yelled pretty loudly, but I didn't cry. :) Part of the fun (?) of scraping paint is that sometimes the paint chips (or the holes in the remaining paint) are shaped like U.S. states or foreign countries or even (occasionally) faces or other (G-rated) body parts.
Last weekend, my friend Jim (from Miami) married his, well, wife Jessie. I was a groomsman (for the first time!) in the ceremony, and so I got to hang out with Jim for a day or so before the wedding. Jim and I spent a lot of time together in my two years at Miami; he introduced me to Settlers of Catan, Dance Dance Revolution, good Polish food, movies such as Rosencrantz and Gildenstern are Dead, and the ability to hang out for hours talking about baseball and eating ice cream.
But now he's married. Don't get me wrong...I'm very glad for him; his wife is a tremendous woman of the faith and suits him very well. But I can't help but feel a little...nostalgic, having come to a point where a friendship has changed, with no hope of returning to what it once was. That's not necessarily a bad thing, but you still long for what was, when you don't have anything to replace it just yet....
In other news, I got stung by a wasp today while scraping paint off of a house, which I did for ten hours today. First time I've been stung in several years...I yelled pretty loudly, but I didn't cry. :) Part of the fun (?) of scraping paint is that sometimes the paint chips (or the holes in the remaining paint) are shaped like U.S. states or foreign countries or even (occasionally) faces or other (G-rated) body parts.
3 Comments:
... gaining a friend-in-law.
you once told me that even if things aren't the same, that doesn't mean they can't be better.
and you and Jim would have moved away from each other anyway, but now you have had the experience of being in his wedding - this honor should keep you closer together than just being "pals from Miami." 10 years from now, he'll be introducing you (hopefully not to girls!) as "my friend Dave, who was in my wedding."
sorry about the wasp, man. those things SUCK.
and thanks for the laughs about paint-chip-body-parts.
oh, and it's RosencrantZ, not RosencrantS.
i totally understand. as you know, my roomie from last year got married last may. i was happy for her but at the same time very sad that i wouldtn get the privelege of rooming with her anymore. it was such a good experience.
even though its not the same, we're still ok. i got to spend a weekend with her not too long ago and it was just as fun =)
same thing happened while I was still in school... when Chris Fauble got married, I thought it would be the end of the world, and of our friendship. but even though we don't see each other often (his wife and seminary took him to Boston), each time we do, it's almost sweeter. after so much time apart, and in those precious moments where we can be alone and *talk* (I like his wife, but we weren't ever and won't ever be close), we somehow magically pick up where we left off. a lot of things are unsaid, but the friendship is still intact, strong, alive. I think the same will be true of you and Jim - while you were more casual (rather than intense) in your friendship, you'll still share the same likes and dislikes. and you'll always have someone to take to an Indians game, someone with whom to do that ridiculous dancing in a mall.
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